I am thankful for countless entities in my little life, and I’ll happily tell you all about them some drunken night, but this year’s statement of gratitude has come out of a different place.
I am thankful for being unmoored.
For feeling insecure, for being unsure, for being uncomfortable
For every time I didn’t have a strong opinion, or wasn’t willing to fight for my side
For every time I realized I was wrong, had been wrong, for years, decades. I am so very wrong.
For every person I lost respect for and every one that no longer inspires feelings
For every thought I no longer think & every song I no longer hate
I’m probably no better than my Thanksgiving 2017 self, but many mini revelations have left me feeling vulnerable & ignorant & exposed & inspired in the past year and I am hungry to put all this not-ness to work.
To be fully alive, fully human, and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest. (Pema Chodron)